Holmes stood with his hands behind his back and let out a long sigh. "You've probably realized it by now," he said. "Those who came chasing the bounty—more precisely, chasing you to the Jacob Ruins—were all trusted elites, meticulously cultivated by the major powers at great expense."
"And today, they've all died here in this ruin. Even if you try to deny it, rumors will start spreading among the nations that you were the one who killed them. As a result, these powerful factions will stop at nothing. They'll send even more elite agents to hunt you down."
"That alone is troublesome enough, but the real threats are the NK Kingdom and the elusive Dark Mage Mutual Aid Society. The former cares deeply about its international image—its so-called dignity. With their Sixth Prince dead by your hand, the British royal family will be outraged and will demand your head as compensation. If they don't retaliate, the entire NK Kingdom will become the laughingstock of other nations."
